October 31, 2014

I’ve fallen way behind in this blog. The trip has been such a whirlwind. Between working and actually experiencing the trip I haven’t had much time to sort through the mountains of pictures we’ve been taking and get information down. Right now I’m flying home and have the opportunity on the plane to begin to sort through the blur that this last week has been.

Halloween saw us leaving the very scenic city of Querétaro after a delightful stay. We spent the morning doing a final tour of the historic quarter. Staying here for three days has given us the luxury of beginning to see some of the details. Like the chaotic wiring you see everywhere in Mexico. 

Dia de Los Muertos, is looming really big, even in the bridal shops.

Finally we said goodbye to the Burro Azul,

grabbed a taxi (with assistance from Speedy Gonzales)
and headed for the bus station where we caught a bus to Districto Federal, or DF (Mexico City). From the Mexico city bus station we corralled another taxi to take us to our new digs.

Elsewhere in this blog I have mentioned the exciting prospect of riding in a cab in Mexico. I am struck now by how naïve and uninformed my previous observations were in light of the taxi ride to our new apartment. Those of you who enjoy harrowing amusement park rides would be well advised to investigate the taxi services offered by Mexico City (after securing a reliable life insurance policy). Even fastened in with the occasionally provided seatbelts, the quick accelerations and decelerations, the hairpin turns directly into the line of cross-directional traffic, the taxista’s uncanny sense of the precise physical borders of the vehicle and those of the casually regarded surrounding vehicles – all of these combine to inspire a sense of impending death unequaled by any of the world’s most dangerous recreations. On this occasion our driver seemed to be driven with a kind of dead pan road rage. The horn was used liberally and the swerves in front, behind and along side of the other pesky vehicles seemed gratuitously close.

We made it to our new digs in a charming barrio conveniently located near a metro stop, all in one piece thankfully

The two story, three bedroom, four bath apartment was sumptuous, modern, and much bigger than our own home in Sarona.
It looked out onto a gated courtyard perfect for Tai chi. The gates are opened during the day by reaching through a hole

to open the latch. At night a key is necessary.

Sign’s adorn the sidewalk immediately outside encouraging pet owners to control their animals.

Here,we welcomed Gina, Pablo’s girlfriend, to our traveling family.